Time Off

Just read my friend, Maura's, blog about playing hookie. I have had the same thought a time or two, or every day for the past few months. I think if I were to play hookie it would be even harder for me to make myself to go back to work the next day.

I've come to the decision that I really need to quit my job. It just manages to suck anything even remotely resembling happiness from my life. I know life is all about our perceptions, and in order to have a good opinoin of life we must first have a good opinoin of ourselves. I've tried. It's not working. Each day becomes worse than the day before. I tried the positive attiude. Didn't work. I've been praying about it. Asking for help. Nothing seems to be working.

I have a little peon job. Nothing life or death, but I have been so stressed about it that it's starting to have physical ramifications. Regular stomach pains, heartburn, headaches, jaw aches... And that doesn't even begin to touch the mental areas. It's almost as bad as one of my previous jobs where I planned out ways to kill myself on the drive to work. But that was due to more than just the job. Unfortunately now it's mostly just the job....which I must leave now to go to.

Let's hope I can make it through the day without crying. That'd make it one day this week.